meowji photo studio

Miao Xi was about to pile up the snowman, only to see a taxi slowly parked at the entrance of the photo studio.

She hurried to take a closer look, and the passenger door of the taxi was indeed open, but only one leg got out.

Khaki overalls, lace-up Martin boots, and a long, straight leg.

Judging by his legs, he should be very handsome. Miao Xi hurried over, but heard a clear female voice: "Master, aren't you cheating on me?"

If they quarreled, they had a smile on their face.

The fat and greasy middle-aged uncle in the taxi spoke plastic mandarin: "How can I cheat you! See if all the tickets are here! See for yourself, is it 36 ​​yuan or eight!"

As soon as Miao Xi heard the number, she knew it was indeed a scam. From the bus station to Datang Street, the maximum cost was 15 yuan.

She went to the side of the co-pilot to look, the girl in the car had a pair of knuckle hands, which would be clicked on the screen of the phone, clicking, fast and beautiful.

The girl handed the mobile phone screen to the driver: "This is an ordinary route planned by the mobile phone map. It is 5.4 kilometers. The starting price is within 3 kilometers. The excess is 2 yuan per kilometer. It is an integer, 15 yuan."

"Do you know the actual road conditions!" The driver continued to shout loudly, which made Miao Xi outside the car tremble, "Can I follow your road! The road has been under construction for half a year!"

"Oh." The girl responded lightly, took back her phone, and dialed a series of numbers, "I almost forgot, the starting price of a rental in Weihe Town is low, only 8 yuan."

"Don't sit in the car if you can't afford it!" The driver yelled, "Are you calling for someone? You..."

The girl tapped on the car rental information posted on the car, and interrupted him: "Why should I call someone, isn't your company's complaint number printed here? Hey, is Yuxiang a rental car? I have something to report. , Master Wang Longwang..."

"Thirteen! Thirteen!" the driver shouted in a low voice, "You hang up the phone!"

The girl smiled, and continued: "Master Wang, you have a very good service attitude. It's snowing so hard today, and you walked very carefully. Yes, it is worthy of praise..."

The girl got out of the car and walked to the trunk while talking nonsense on the phone, and took out her own suitcase.

"Yes, that's it, thank you." The girl hung up the phone, walked back to the car, handed over the money, and closed the car door with her hands.

The driver drove the car out cursing, and the girl looked at Miao Xi, with a long ponytail and phoenix eyes, no matter how you looked at it, she was smiling: "Little girl, is it lively?"

Miao Xi's face turned red, and she argued, "I'm waiting for someone."

"Let me guess." The girl bent down and looked at her, "Are you waiting for Qiao Ke?"

"How do you know?" Miao Xi stared at her.

"Because I am Qiao Ke."

"I thought it was a boy!"

Qiao Ke took out the wallet from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Miao Xi: "It's a fake one."

Sure enough, it was a genuine replacement, and the photo on the ID card was as good-looking as her own. Miao Xi scratched her head, feeling very embarrassed: "My dad just told me my name, and I thought it was a boy."

"It's so cold outside, why don't you go in and wait?"

"My dad came over to mop the floor yesterday, and I stepped on it if I thought it was dirty." Miao Xi took out her key and walked to the front of the shop, squatting down to open the lock, but the rolling shutter door was stuck, and she couldn't push it twice. go up.

Qiao Ke squatted down next to her, raised his hand, and ran up the heavy door with a slam.

She is so strong, Miao Xi glanced at her, she is also really tall.

At such a young age, she has the money to buy her family's shop, jealous.

"The first floor is a photo studio. When you said you wanted old equipment, my dad didn't take it away and put it all in the shed." Miao Xi stood outside the door and explained all her father's instructions, "The second floor is where I live. , one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, all the necessary electrical appliances and furniture are available, but the cabinet door is a little loose, my dad came to fix it yesterday."

"There is a small yard behind that door. My dad used to grow vegetables. You can grow some flowers. There is glass on the wall, which is very safe. Our house has never been burglarized, but my dad said, you live alone , it's better to lock the doors and windows at night." Miao Xi handed over the key, "That's all. Call if you have something to do."

"What's your name?" Qiao Ke stood with her outside the door, and waited for her to finish speaking before asking.

"Miao Xi, the Xi who is particularly difficult to write."

"Come in and sit down, my feet are covered in mud anyway..."

"No." Miao Xi waved her hand and ran out, "My mother is still waiting for me to come home for dinner."

The little girl ran so fast that Qiao Ke didn't have time to say his next words.

The bright red jacket quickly disappeared from sight, leaving only a semi-finished snowman at the door of the shop.Qiao Ke looked up, and there was an old wooden plaque, the gold-plated "Miaoji Photo Gallery" was already somewhat mottled.

To reopen it, we need to change the signboard, Qiao Ke thought.

The store was very clean, Qiao Ke stepped in and left a muddy footprint on the wooden floor, which made her a little embarrassed.

The heating is unified in the north, and Uncle Miao probably turned on the valve for her yesterday, and now the room is warm and comfortable.

Qiao Ke first put down the bag he was carrying, found a suitable place for his precious equipment, and then started wandering around the house.

Her luck has always been good. There is no difference between the real scene of the store and the photos. With a little soft decoration, it can be completely new.

From a freelance photographer whose whereabouts are erratic, to now he finally bought a shop of his own, Qiao Ke is still very happy.

The tourism industry in Weihe Town has been booming in the past two years. Although the location of Datang Street is a bit out of the way, Qiao Ke has seen the city planning map. It won't be long before this place will become a golden street with people coming and going.

The future is bright, Qiao Ke stretched himself and started to pack his luggage.

She only brought some of them here, and the rest should arrive tomorrow.

The winter days in Weihe Town are very short. After Qiao Ke put his things back together, he looked up and saw that it was already dark.

Although he was extremely sleepy, Qiao Ke decided not to wrong his stomach, and took the key and went out.

When she came, she paid attention to it. There is a noodle restaurant 300 meters to the south.

The noodles in Weihe Town are famous for their deliciousness. Qiao Ke entered the store and raised his hand to point to the wall: "Boss, this...you're... oily and spicy stick, stick noodles."

The name is interesting, Qiao Ke laughed: "Big bowl."

There were not many people in the store at this time, and the proprietress had a broad body. As soon as someone showed up, her voice rose.

"Girl, you can't finish chatting with this big bowl!"

Qiao Ke watched "Wulin Biography" for a long time, and imitated his accent and replied: "I'm done talking, I'm very hungry."

The proprietress came over, and while clearing away the dishes at the neighboring table, she asked her, "Girl, aren't you from Weihe?"

"Well, my home is in the south." Qiao Ke said with a smile, "But soon he will be from Weihe. In the north is Miaoji Photo Studio, where I work."

"Lao Miao is an honest person." After collecting the bowls and chopsticks, the proprietress persuaded her, "Auntie, let me get you a medium bowl. You really can't finish talking about the big bowl. You'll know it after you've talked."

"Okay." Qiao Ke followed suit.

"Let's put less spicy peppers for you. I'm afraid you won't get used to it and your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

"it is good."

The proprietress was satisfied, and shouted to the back kitchen: "Baby, dad, a medium bowl of sticks, less spicy peppers!"

After the face came, Qiao Ke's eyes widened, and he quickly thanked the proprietress.

It's not that she doesn't know that northerners have big bowls and big appetites. She just estimated the amount of food based on the price. She didn't expect that this noodle restaurant is really honest, and the price-performance ratio is beyond the sky.

Not to mention the big bowl, she may not be able to finish the medium bowl today.

The proprietress came over with another bowl of soup: "Noodle soup, the original soup turns into the original food, make it more comfortable to eat, and tell me after drinking."

"Okay, okay." Qiao Ke stared at the big soup bowl, thinking that there was no need to bother the proprietress any more.

Handmade noodles, kneaded very well, the noodles are slippery and firm, and the spicy oil mixed with scallion oil is also really fragrant, every mouthful of noodles and soup, Qiao Ke is very happy to eat.

Out of the noodle shop with a bulging belly, a gust of cold wind blew in front of him, making Qiao Ke almost stagger.

The lights on Datang Street were turned on, stretching all the way north, Qiao Ke pulled the zipper of his coat to the top, barely covering half of his face.

The snow on the side of the road swept by, and the thin layer was very slippery. Anyway, there was no need to worry, Qiao Ke moved back carefully.

Moving to the door of the house, she took out the key and was about to squat down to open the door. In the afternoon, something suddenly popped out from behind the half-finished snowman Miao Xi piled up. He heard that the rats in Weihe Town were always big, so Qiao Ke jumped up suddenly.

The big mouse jumped very close to her feet, and fell down with a "plop".

It was so loud, Qiao Ke was shocked.

Is this a mouse touching porcelain? !

The light here is not very good, Qiao Ke moved his body to let the street light shine on him.

The big black mouse didn't move, Qiao Ke raised his foot to touch it, his fleshy body shook, but he still didn't move.

Qiao Ke turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and when he took a photo of it, he finally realized that the guy who touches porcelain is not a mouse at all, but a cat holding a mouse.

A dirty cat lay stiffly under her feet, its eyes were tightly closed, and the only thing that could reflect light was a few long whiskers.

Qiao Ke squatted down again, raised his hand and poked her: "Hey, little cat, wake up."

The soft touch, the fleshy pressure, even though the little guy was so dirty, Qiao Ke still felt soft in his heart, as if it was his own girl's heart that was poked.

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